Styles' Stylist. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 1. Dream Come True!

Rachel's POV

I woke up early Tuesday morning to go to school this Wednesday morning. No, not high school. I went to a beauty school a couple miles down the road. I could walk actually, but I didn't like to. Yup, I'm an American, I take the car.

Tennessee, I love it here. I live in a town called, wait for it.

Pigeon Forge.

No joke, that's the name of a town here, and I happen to live there. And yes, pigeons are quite plentiful, and I see them everyday. So seeing a robin is a thrill!

Anyways, I drove to the school and hopped out of my car, walking in. Someone handed me a note, saying to go to Office 219. I panicked a bit. Why was I suppose to go to the office? Well, I went anyways.

My overseer, Kari was in there waiting for me. Now I was even more nervous.

"Um, I was told to come in here?" I said, shutting the door behind me.

"Yes, I have a question for you." she told me. I nodded, as Kari continued on. "You've been doing so well Rachel, and you're one of the best students here!" Ok, my nerves were calmed a bit. "And you know that this is one of the biggest beauty schools in the U.S." I nodded in agreement. Where was this going? "Well, we got a call yesterday from a stylist in England, asking for a helper. Are you up for it?"

"Whoa, oh my gosh yes!" I exclaimed.

"Is that alright with your parents?" Kari asked.

"Let me call them now." I yanked out my phone, and dialed my mom's cell phone number. "Mom! I just got a job offer to go to England and work with a stylist there! Can I go?! Please?!" Mom was silent for a while. I wondered if that was good or bad.

"Rach that's amazing! I say yes, but now you'll have to ask Dad." I squealed.

"Thanks Mom!" I was now one step closer! Next I called my Dad. No answer. "Great." I mumbled, texting him.

Me: Dad! I just got a job offer to go to England and work with a stylist there! Mom said yes, can I go?! :D

Dad: Sounds like you're really excited about this. Alright, you can go. :)

I squealed with delight after reading this! YES! I was going to England!

"My parents say yes!" I told Kari. She smiled at me.

"Alright then, I'll let her know right away."

"Who exactly is the stylist?" I asked.

"Oh, sorry about that. Her name is Lou Teasdale."

My heart literally felt like it stopped beating for a full three seconds. Lou Teasdale! She's... she's the stylist for One Direction!

Oh my gosh. That means, I'll be with One Direction! Working with Lou Teasdale and ONE DIRECTION! Here's a mini fangirling session going on in my brain.

I backed up a leaned against the door, because I felt like I was going to fall over if I didn't have something to lean on. I was so shocked and excited it wasn't even funny.

"Oh you know of her?" She asked.

"Oh yes!" I grinned happily.

"Well then, this should be fun for you." Kari smiled back. "Oh a couple more things. The school will cover your airfare and hotel costs." I nodded in excitement. "And this isn't exactly a job. You wouldn't get paid, but it will count as the rest of your training."

"Sounds good." I answered.

"Alright then, are you able to leave tomorrow?" She asked again. I nodded quickly. "Ok, I'll get you on the twelve o'clock flight." I squealed a little before she added, "I'll let you have off today so you can get ready."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" I told Kari. After that, I was given the day off to go home and prepare for tomorrow's trip. It was still so unbelievable for me. I was going to England to work with Lou Teasdale!

I got home and ran upstairs to pack my suitcases. I showed all the clothes I possibly could into one, then filled my other case with other things I'd need. Hair curler, straightener, hair dryer, make up bag. Hey, I was a stylist, these things I had to bring!

I loaded it up with other kinds of hair brushes, and different products I needed. Along with my own hygiene items. I am not a light packer, that's for sure. I'd probably pack a suitcase full of unneeded things for just a small two day trip. But hey, that's how I roll.

My room and closet looked so... empty. My closet and dresser was completely cleaned out. All the hair styling stuff that was on my dresser was all gone. I somehow managed to get most of the stuff into my suitcases, which was quite surprising.

It was still so hard to believe. Last minute, I'm packing all my stuff and heading off to England. I can just tell this is going to be so much fun!

Later that day around four, my mom came back and walked upstairs to my bedroom where I was at the time. 

"You have everything packed already?" She asked. I nodded happily. 

"Guess the stylist I'll be working with." I grinned. Mom thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Lou Teasdale!" I exclaimed. 

"She's the stylist that you like from that boy band right? One Direction?" Mom asked. I nodded quickly. "Well now I can see why you're so excited." 

"I can't wait!" I said again.

Tomorrow I was heading to England.

Wow. 

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Since I have block on The Hate Factor, I decided to post a chapter of this. :)

Here we go! I start yet another one!

I'm actually really excited about this one! The real question is, will it be better then The Hate Factor and One Thing? What do y'alls think?

Votes and Comments are much appretiated!

:D